Downtown Coast City, early evening. The commute is nearly done, and people are buying dinner and getting ready to head home.
So many people. So many people protected by an emerald champion.
But is this champion truly up to the task?
A blast of red plasma slams into one building, sending rubble flying. Moments later, a massive alien, nearly two stories tall, lands amidst the rubble, a red ring glinting on his finger. The dying lie amongst the rubble, while the Red Lantern merely sits and waits.
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